Disclaimer: I own none of LotR at all, it all belongs to the great and wonderful JRR Tolkien.

A/N: I know this is lame, but I wrote it three years ago before I was very good; it was my very first work. I edited it so that it's a bit more readable and its geography is now really Middle-earth instead of some weird journey. Its still kind of cheap (I mean, Frodo and all), but it's the best editing job I could do without drastically changing it, hehe. I'm going to post it all, but you can still let me know what you think I should change/rewrite and I'll think about it. I know the songs are lame, but unless you have one to replace them, just accept that I'm not good at writing songs or poetry usually, hehe.

A/N2: Thanks for reviewing, Nymredil72. Yeah, I know that Elrond already left, but like I had said, it was written before I got to Return of the King (the book), hehe. Now, having read the books seven times, plus the Silmarillion, I already know that this couldn't ever happen, especially since Tolkien outlined later events in the Appendixes in Return of the King. But I had fun anyways, hehe. My other works are a lot better now. I'm trying to think of another story that I can write for LotR, especially one that I can do for Eowyn and Faramir's daughter, Farawyn, and if I write it, it'll be a lot better, I promise. Actually Mailanay HAD been going to be Elbereth (yeah, it was stupid), but I decided that that was purely RIDICULOUS, so I changed it (thank heaven!). Well, I'll have to reread all the things you suggested and I'll probably change this prologue so that Rosie argues against Sam going. That dialogue was pretty lame anyways.

Prologue:

When we last left Frodo, he was traveling with Bilbo in a ship to an island in the west, called Nasaranatoso. Sam returned home to the Shire with Pippin, & Merry, and of course, his beloved pony, Bill. When they came to Bag End, they found Rosie and Elanor there to meet them. Sam was not torn in half between Frodo, and Rose and Elanor; he knew his place was at Bag End with his family.

Soon his family had grown, though, and Elanor was the eldest child of three, her siblings were, a boy and a girl, the boy named Frodo (after Sam's dear friend, of course), and the girl, Rose, in honor of here mother. All of the children grew, and when Elanor was twelve years old, a messenger came from Rivendell; an elf named Arden, with news for Sam, although I fear it was not what Sam wanted to hear at all.

"Master Samwise, Master Samwise, you must come quickly! You are sorely needed at Rivendell!" called Arden as he ran up, "Elrond, Half-elven's ring, Vilya, has been stolen and must be found quickly!"

"But... but how could the ring have been stolen?!" asked Sam, who was rather distressed by this news, for the last time he was sent on a ring mission, he almost did not make it back; also because Elrond was a good friend of his, and to have Elrond's ring be stolen was bad news indeed, and no mistake.

"A few months back, six guests arrived at Rivendell. Elrond commanded there be a feast to welcome them. He removed his ring, Vilya and placed it in its box. It was supposed to be safe from anyone who might try to steal it, but when Elrond went to retrieve the ring, the box was gone!" Arden told Sam.

"Then it must be found at all costs!" cried Sam, pounding his fist into his palm in anger at this thief who had taken his friend Elrond's ring. "You do not mind me leaving for this urgent errand, do you Rosie dear? You must understand that Vilya is vital to Rivendell and must be found as soon as possible! pleaded Sam.

"Of course you may go Sam," Rosie said with a sigh, "I can see how you are needed, and we will do a lot of the things which you suggested for at least a while. We'll stay here and keep an eye on the Gaffer for you."

"Oh, thank you Rosie, thank you EVER so much!" cried Sam.

"We must make with all haste, Master Samwise, for we must get to Rivendell soon!" Arden reminded him.

"Then I will start packing at once!" cried Sam, and start packing he did. Then they set out.

When they passed the mallorn tree Sam had planted those many years ago, Arden smiled. It had grown into a beautiful, tall silver tree and people came from miles around to see it, the only mallorn tree west of the mountains and east of the sea.